Life loves to be taken by the lapel and told: “I am with you, kid. Let’s go.” — Maya Angelou

Some says, most days, I feel as though my life is, well, monotonous. I take kids places. I pour Cheerios and peel bananas. I wipe noses and bottoms. I put toys away. Half an hour later, I put them away again. Some days, if I’m honest, I just get tired of it all.

And then I see Bun carrying around an armful of prized rocks. Or racing his truck to an imaginary fire. Or staring at the prism that the cat’s tag and the afternoon sun are making on the kitchen floor. And I realize what a gift this is — to be able, day in and day out, to watch my children observe their world, learn from it, make it their own. And I want to tell them, “I am with you, kid. Let’s go.”

How do you handle monotony in your own life? How do you remind yourself to see it as a blessing? And do you (or someone you know) have a prize rock?

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“O” is for on duty (and off duty) and orange and obsession … See more Os at Jenny’s.